"Bang!" Under the heavy gaze of everyone, Galatron's body trembled sharply for a while, and the luminous sword suddenly extended and pierced through the neck.

"Rongsang..." Naomi Kazuta and others watched Galatron self-injury.

"Sizzle!" As the energy surged, Galatron's body swayed, and his eyes were lit and his light disappeared, but the core of his chest was still trying to gather energy and perform a second attack.

"No one is qualified to easily judge others. Whether the earth is a low-level civilization or not, whether it is reshaped is not your final decision. Peace is the business of mankind..."

Xia Long had a calm face and controlled the explosive power of the sword.

"What are you!"

"Cang!" As the sword blade rotated and drew an arc, the noble head and the scorpion-like part fell heavily to the ground with the torn current.

"Bang!"

The sword turned around, revealing the line of current overflowing on the neck. After a pause, Galatron's huge body also lost its balance. He knelt on the ground, completely enveloped in the current.

"Longsang!" Shantai looked at Galatron, who was in chaos, motionless.

The energy in front of the core finally stopped gathering, but Galatron himself became particularly wrong.

In the quiet breeze, soft halos at the core spread around layer by layer, playing the final music.

Asen walked up to the front and watched silently as the halo spread.

The music is the same as when Galatron appeared, and it sounds calm and seems to be a music that spreads peace, but at this moment there is a strange atmosphere.

"Wow!" tune gradually weakened, replaced by countless magic circles emerging from Galatron's body, and light could be vaguely seen swelling out.

"No," Asen's face changed drastically, "Garatron is going to self-destruct!"

"What?"

"Bang bang!" Inside the core, Xia Long's position had fallen into chaos, and the temperature continued to rise in electric sparks.

With Galatron's collapse, Zero also lost control of it and could only absorb excess energy as much as possible.

"It's too late," feeling the sharply rising threatening aura, Xia Long gathered his thoughts and said, "No. 0, teleport me out first!"

After saying that, the flames surged from the surroundings. Xia Long's body turned into a ray of light and teleported away as the flames swallowed the entire core.

"Bang--!"

The core's out-of-control became the last fire line. As soon as Xia Long left, Galatron exploded violently in the shining magic circle, and the whole thing scattered like fireworks, leaving behind a debris of flames.

"senior!"

Hongkai gritted his teeth and rushed into the blasting ruins, searching around through the burning trees, and finally found half of the burning mobile phone wreckage among a pile of things suspected to be the core fragments of Galatron.

"Senior..." Hongkai half-kneeled on the ground and grabbed the wreckage tightly.

"Kaisang?" Shantai and his group rushed to the ruins. Seeing Hongkai with a painful look and a vaguely familiar cell phone, they suddenly stopped.

"This is Longsang's...no way?"

"Longsang!"

Asen squatted down with his head in pain: "How did it become like this?"

"Asen." President Xiaozhou and Shukawa were on the side of the aisle, but they didn't know what to say, so they could only look at a few people heavily.

"Still the SSP has just improved, it is about to meet your requirements," Naomi said with tears in her eyes, "Why are you so stupid?"

It has only been a day since Xia Long announced that the live broadcast was successful. He just started shooting the SSP promotional video yesterday, and even this morning everyone had a happy dinner together.

"Longsang," Shanta walked around Hongkai, looking at the wreckage of his phone with red eyes, "You told me that even without powerful power, ordinary people can still become heroes, but there is no need to sacrifice themselves!"

"When did I say I would sacrifice myself?" Xia Long walked out of the smoke and dust in a little embarrassedly, and his eyes swept across everyone and said, "Are you all okay?"

"Longsang?" Shantai and his party turned around blankly and looked at Xia Long in surprise.

Although his face was covered in dust, it didn't seem to be a big deal.

"Are you okay?"

"Why should I have something to do?" Xia Long shook his head and explained, "I escaped before the explosion..."

"But," Shanta looked at the wreckage of the phone, "What's going on?"

"Nothing," Xia Long chuckled, "maybe he fell into Galatron's body accidentally, but there was nothing important, just buy another mobile phone."

"Ah? Is it just that?"

"Longsang!"

"Okay, it's time to go back!" Before several people could attack, Xia Long interrupted directly, "I'll treat everyone to a big meal!"

"Then I want to eat Longsang's special fish soup!" Shanta shouted.

"Okay, then let's have a whole fish meal." Xia Long said with a note.

After sending the mercy of Fengshen, Xia Long met Hongkai's gaze, nodded slightly, and finally looked at the vast scorched land, followed everyone away from the ruins together.

...

A few days later.

Although the SSP office was shooting promotional videos and encountering robot incidents during vacation, a few days later, everyone returned to SSP's work.

Xia Long sat at his desk and called up the SSP website.

The impact of the robot incident has not subsided. The SSP website was pushed to the forefront afterwards, which has attracted a lot of attention, but the overall atmosphere on the Internet is very bad.

Although Galatron was resolved in time, the trauma left behind was still unavoidable. Not to mention Assen, the terrible disaster area that was several kilometers wide outside Tokyo was a nightmare for everyone.

In the face of powerful forces, human beings are so weak.

Perhaps it was because of the competitors, or perhaps it was because netizens' emotions could not be vented, and in just a few days, all the spearheads were pointed at their SSP.

Netizens who didn't know why actually blamed the appearance of Galatron on SSP, believing that SSP brought about this disaster and completely ignored their efforts in this crisis.

Today, Xiaoyao also arrived at the SSP office and sat silently beside her.

Most of the netizens' comments are talking about the premonition dream section she is responsible for, and she is the one who is most hit.

"How could there be any premonition dream? Maybe they designed it all..."

Xia Long read a comment and turned to Xiao Yao and the lowly Asen and others.

"Don't care about these things. Life is not as good as 100 years. It's impossible for you to be smooth sailing all the time," Xia Long cheered, "Okay, cheer up. As long as our live broadcast is helpful, it's enough. Although there are so many scoldings, why don't there be people who support us?"

After a pause, Xia Long took out his newly purchased large-screen mobile phone: "I have contacted President Xiaozhou. The original factory and equipment were completely destroyed, but they have already planned to start over and agreed to consult our SSP for advertising."

“Eh?”

Asen came to his senses: "Did Mr. Xiaozhou decide to sponsor us?"

"Well," Xia Long smiled, "He said that the dilemma of our website is only temporary. One day everyone will realize the importance of SSP and hope that we can continue to work hard."

"That's great!"

"Ah," Asen picked up his cell phone in surprise, "President Xiaozhou also sent me a message. Being a person should be like a spring. No matter how hard or difficult it is, you must have the ability to resist oppression..."

As he said that, Asen raised his head happily and said, "It is said that the spring production center will be completed the day after tomorrow. Let us go to the party again."

"Longsang," Shanta turned to Xia Long and begged, "We can go the day after tomorrow?"

Xia Long looked at Naomi who was beside him and nodded, "It's just right for advertising, everyone can go."

"Long live!"

After obtaining Xia Long's permission, Shantai and others continued to work excitedly, and even Xiaoyao recovered from the depression.

"Do I want to go too? I will have class the day after tomorrow..."

"Xiao Yao," Shanta said attentively, "Mr. Xiaozhou's special fried noodles are the best in Japan, let's go together!"

Xia Long smiled and turned his eyes to outside the office.

Hong Kai leaned silently on the steps, and did not come to his senses until Xia Long walked over.

"Longsang."

"What's wrong?" Xia Long stood on the side and said, "Are you still thinking about what happened last time?"

Hongkai sighed with a calm face: "If I had more usefulness, Longsang wouldn't have to take risks like that."
Chapter completed!